[ ah. so they're all wrapped up, the metatext says?
oh, well. someone doesn't seem to like that, at first seeming to come awake slowly by parts, as if unsure— then all at once, violently struggling her way free of the blanket burrito on whichever bed she's on in primrose suite and bolting upright, possibly pulling away from or shoving whoever else is in the bed with her in an abrupt motion as she casts a sharp, assessing gaze around at their surroundings. and assorted inhabitants, it turns out. ]
... am I to assume that all of you, too, are only just waking up here?
Or should I ask for you to state your intentions instead?
[ gong, gonng, gonnng, toll the bells as backdrop.
it's, perhaps, an odd way to be addressed by someone dressed in a middle school uniform, but hey. look. there's a guy in full armor here so she's hardly all that noteworthy in comparison. ]
around and about
[ there's a schoolgirl wandering around the grounds. you can find her probably anywhere you like, though she lingers longer at ...
... the Mars Room, studying some of the displays on the wall with a faintly concerned expression on her face, or glancing at either the clock or chandelier, her mouth thin,
... the Clockwork Atelier, where she checks some of the times displayed only to sigh when it turns out none of them are the same. a sundial— ah, wait, maybe it's a nearby hourglass...?— gets a funny look from her as she moves through the room, ending up where all the clockwork dolls and tools are kept, though she doesn't really do anything with them after she pulls them out.
... and the Promenade of Reflexion, where she seems quite intent on ignoring all the mirrors and murals spilling all over the walls to instead fix her attention on either the marble serpent, or the collection of gold statues in the hall.
(a murmur, a whisper: "How was it that they were able to obtain some of this information...?")
... every now and then she seems to check her left hand for something, if you decide to watch her for a while, but, perhaps, whatever she's looking for simply isn't there, as when she does this the set of her features never changes from their staid neutrality, expression unreadable.
still, overall, she has the air of someone wandering with purpose rather than simply meandering around aimlessly. ]
wildcard
[ idk I'm easy, throw something at me. you all know where to find me if you need to run anything by me first! ]
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